But could a “midnight potluck party, BYOL” (ladder) be discussed?
Scheduled for when your neighbor’s out of town, so’s not to disturb him with our revelry…
That is the law, yeah. 
If you have a HOA you can see what they think about it.
If you don’t and can do whatever you want then put up some crazy privacy stuff, especially if it ruins his view.
So far, the cheapest solution that gets me into the least trouble is the uprooting and transplanting of scrub trees to form a line of branches or a wall of foliage between his house and mine.
… or you can ask for a link to his trail cam feed and let it go.
I suspect that was why it tripped the algorithm. If I read search results carefully enough, even the wackiest ones usually have a single word in common with the actually-relevant results.
I’m surprised that the results did not include anal beads!
This morning I was just driving to work. It wasn’t a great morning, but it wasn’t terrible. And then it happened. A damn rock hit my windshield. Stupid freaking rock! Apparently, according to my husband, my car has a fancy windshield due to the safety features it has. I really hope the repair doesn’t cost an arm and a leg.
Look on the bright side, you got to rant about something other than child issues!
::d&r::
They could go to Farm and Fleet and buy Zimectrin, the horse de-wormer. But the tubes has doses for 600-1200 pound creatures…
Job interview; title of “Cash Room Manager” and at $18/hr. It’s through a new app called “WorkStep”. I show up early. First no one wears masks. Second no one was expecting me for an interview. Third, "We don’t have a cash room manager role. We have a cashier role. It pays $11/hr.
God, I loves me some “Bait and Switch”. Thanked them for their time & walked out.
.
Dear “WorkStep”,
Deactivate my account and never try to do business with me ever again.
Regards…
I just got a timely promo email from Sirius XM for a streaming channel - music of the Hamptons.
“Take a breath and decompress as our virtual summer music tour heads into the Hamptons — the go-to seasonal destination for rich and rundown New Yorkers and celebrities of all stripes. Unwind to the beach- and boat-worthy sounds of Hall & Oates, Joni Mitchell, Sade, and more, and feel the stress melt away like you just escaped the city yourself.”
Rather than unwinding, I suspect anyone with brains has either fled the Hamptons or battened down hatches in preparation for being hit by Hurricane/Tropical Storm Henri, to the accompaniment of "Rock You Like A Hurricane (Scorpions), Riders on the Storm (Doors) and Galveston Flood (Tom Rush).
Normally though, I’d love a streaming channel to remind me of the privileged twits and wannabees who flock to the Hamptons every summer.
That should work for quite a few Ohioans.
2 weeks to the day my Moms joined my Pops. He was used to waiting for his lady, from a new moon to full moon those two were always in sync! Bless them both 67 years wedded.
Thank you for giving me more songs to add to my Hurricane Playlist. I didn’t know about the Tom Rush song. But you did forget Led Zeppelin’s “When the Levee Breaks.”
Another article I will not be forwarding to Mrs. J., Kentucky’s leading snake-o-phobe.
“Olive sea snakes ( Aipysurus laevis ) are known for swimming up to divers and even wrapping around their limbs—a scary behavior from a large reptile with a potentially deadly bite. To figure out why the sea snakes seem so interested in people, researchers analyzed 250 hours of activityrecorded off the coast of northeastern Australia, The New York Times reports. Males are more likely than females to approach humans, and they’re also more likely to approach during breeding season, the team concludes this week in Scientific Reports . The scientists advise against swimming away if you ever find yourself face to face with a sea snake, as the motion might mimic a female’s courtship response and encourage the male to give chase. Instead, they say, you should try to stay still and let the snake lick you.”
Aww.
We have some neighbors that are shit bag Evangelist Trumper racists fucks. We all know this and I try to avoid them as much as possible. Last week our harvest of tomatoes was crazy and my wife sent out texts to some of the neighbors asking if they wanted any. My wife just can’t help being nice and included them. So she comes over and gets a bag full, while dropping some ignorant Q and anti-mask shit. That’s not my rant, though.
Yesterday our doorbell rings. It’s their 9 YO son. He wants to know if I want to buy some tomatoes! The brass balls on these fuckers. I was so close to telling to go fuck himself, but he’s a kid so I just said, no we have so many we are giving them away.
My mom said someone else was selling tomatoes for $5 a cup on NextDoor. WTF?
My wife is a massive ophidiophobe but I’m an asshole so I’ll probably at least mention this at some point as a “fun fact”.
I’m angry AND I’m laughing! What the fuck!?!?
“Angry and laughing”: My exact reaction as well, and I can’t recall feeling such an emotion before.
But wow. Brass balls indeed.
I was expecting you to say that the delightful little scamp had hurled the tomatoes at your house.
Probably because they have more ammo…?
[radio announcer] “The homeowner has pulled out four large baskets of tomatoes…
and the umpire calls a ‘Balk’. You know its rare to see a balk called these days…”
[/radio announcer]
IR laser pointed at it. Completely legal since it won’t damage it, just blind it. Invisible to the naked eye.
IR laser module. (You can use your cell phone camera to aim it.)
Or if brute force is more your style.